I hadn’t checked my mailbox at the post office in a few days, so it was rather full.
I set about trying to remove its contents but complicating the job was a small, stout envelope. It was the ly…
“All you preachers ever talk about is money,” a man complained having just sat through my once-a-year sermon on giving.
Clearly, giving was a sensitive subject for that man, as it is for many. I…
Early last Sunday morning, a relative sent me a text with a photo of a page from a book he was reading.
Enlarging the photo, I saw that the topic of discussion on the page was God’s grace, and it…
One Sunday morning before a worship service, a young girl in the congregation, her face alight with a bright smile, handed me a piece of scratch-pad paper.
“Pastor, I made this for you,” she sai…
My wife will occasionally ask me to read to her because she says that my voice is soothing and puts her to sleep.
She asks at bedtime, and I confess, I don’t often comply because I am tired. I l…
I have a good friend, Frank Manno, who is a professional photographer like no other.
What makes Frank unique is that he is legally blind. Retinitis pigmentosa is slowly robbing him of sight, and…
I recently made a mistake that was nonetheless correct.
Like some of you, I began typing with the hunt-and-peck method. I was certain that some fiend came in every night and rearranged all the ke…
There is an adage that asserts you can never truly go home because nothing stays the same, everything changes.
I recently spent two weeks in my hometown visiting family, my first trip since the…
In my life, butter tarts and the Bible have something in common.
What is a butter tart? A butter tart is a buttery, sugary, distinctly Canadian dessert, like a pecan pie, only better. What does…
Some three decades ago, when I entered full-time Christian ministry, it occurred to me that I was entering a field that, at its foundation, is unchanging.
It was comforting to know that the God…
